Fighting for Love (Boston Love 2)

With a shrug, I replied, “She wanted to talk.”

“And you said no?”

I drank half the water. “You hea

rd what I said. Her letter to me was pretty damn clear, as were her father’s words this morning.”

Angie frowned. “You believe him?”

Wes sat at the kitchen bar and lifted his brow. He’d been with me this morning when we went to Rory’s place before going to the station. Autumn had looked like she was on the verge of telling me where Rory went, but then had gone tight-lipped.

Glancing around my place, I sighed. Angie and her friend must have spent a few hours cleaning.

I motioned to the living room. “Thanks for cleaning that all up.”

“Thank Regina, your neighbor. She had most of it cleaned up before we got here.”

Nodding, I made a mental note to thank her and Paul.

“So, what do we do now?” Wes asked.

With a fake laugh, I replied, “Vow to never love women again.”

A laugh came from the living room. We all focused in on Angie’s friend Alexia. “So you automatically blame the woman. Why?”

Flash was all over the young blonde. She wore black leggings and her hair was in two ponytails, which actually made her look sexy and not like a ten-year-old. If Angie had brought this girl around three months ago I’d probably have tried to get into her pants. Now I had no desire at all.

“They are to blame,” Wes replied.

“How so?” the young girl asked as she stood.

Pushing off the kitchen counter, I walked up to her. “We gave them our hearts, and they ripped them out.”

She pouted. “Aw, poor babies. Did you really think love was going to be all roses and sunshine? No, dipshits. You have to work on that shit. Anything that is worth having comes at a price. A cost that sometimes may seem too great too pay.” She turned to Wes, who had told Angie all about Mandy and his plan to move to Boston to win her back. “So you, Wes. You took a job in New York and the girl you loved didn’t follow you and ended up moving on with her life. Well, fuck her for wanting to have a life and follow her own dreams, right? I mean she should have given it all up and followed you to a completely different state so you could follow your dreams and have her by your side. No, sorry, dude, puppies do that shit. Not women.”

I glanced over to Angie, who stood silent, but had a huge smile on her face.

“And you, Finn. You’ve fallen in love with a woman who twenty-four hours ago begged you to remember how much she loves you. Then she all of a sudden gets a wild hair to break up with you, her daddy tells you it was all part of her plan, and you believe him? Oh my gosh. I’ve only heard bits and pieces and I can already tell you the father is controlling, probably has been this girl’s whole life, and she was forced into breaking up with you. Now she’s asking to talk to you and you say no?”

She knocked on her head with her fist. “Hello? Earth to Finn.”

Narrowing my eyes at her, I replied, “She’s an adult, Alexia.”

The girl lifted a brow. “An adult who kept her relationship secret from her father for fear he would find out. Now, I do wonder what in the world would make her so scared to tell her father she was dating you that she would keep it a secret, but obviously it was something—something she just reached out to you for help with.”

I wanted desperately to ask her to keep going, but instead I glanced over to Angie and said, “Don’t you think you should be taking Dr. Laura home or to school or whatever it is you guys do?”

Angie walked over to Wes. She hugged and kissed him goodbye. “Let me know if he destroys another phone.”

Wes winked. “I will.”

She made her way over to me. She looked at my black eye and shook her head. “You look like shit, Finn.”

I nodded. “Thanks, Angie.”

She hugged me tightly. “Don’t push her away, Finn. I know you’re hurt and angry, but trust me when I say you need to talk to her.”

As she gazed into my eyes, I said, “I can’t right now, Angie.” Glancing down at the floor, I repeated, “Not right now.”